The white mist slowly drifted with the rise of the sun. The corpses outside the city of Kantan had been completely processed, but the blood stains that had turned red and black on the ground could not be removed. Some places with pits were not even dry. Several bloodthirsty crows were wandering on the battlefield, hoping to get some flesh and blood that could eat. However, after a few rounds, there was nothing outside the city except those piles of blood. After making dissatisfied screams, the battlefield fell into silence again.

Staring at the dawn of light, the gate of Kantan City was opened, and at this moment, Pixar also walked out of his camp, just as agreed. When the old marshal walked out of the camp with two deputy, a taleman also walked out of the shadow of the door. Through the battlefield, the two people looked at each other, and walked forward with a very tacit understanding.

Relatively speaking, the orcs walked faster, so soon the two people stopped within ten steps of gathering together.

"Hello, Marshal Pixar." The first one to speak was the leading tauren among the three orcs. He stroked his chest with one hand and performed a meeting ceremony between nobles. His movements were meticulous and very standard. Even the old marshal could not find fault with it. Even the old marshal could not help but be stunned. After hesitating for a moment, nodding in response.

"So, do you want to talk directly? Or do you want to listen to me for an introduction?" The Taurus stretched out his hands and said that he had no intention of attacking, and at the same time there was a smile on his face. However, in the eyes of the two adjutants next to the old marshal, this smile seemed a bit ferocious on the battlefield full of blood.

The old marshal nodded and still said nothing. The tauren smiled and said, "Then, as an invitation party, I will introduce myself first. I don't want the marshal to remember my name because I am not qualified to be your opponent." Very modest words, but they are also harsh. Yesterday afternoon, the blood of the knights fell around the six people, and even under their feet.

"I am honored to introduce myself first. I am the General Staff Bellack of the Orc Empire General Staff. This is my code name, the Taurus, the commander of this battle and the representative of this negotiation. I am honored that you can meet a few of us little people in person, but can you please take fifty steps back now? This is within the range of our bow and arrow. For your safety, I will make this proposal first."

The old marshal frowned and said, "This place is two hundred steps away from the city wall. The range of your army's bow and arrow can reach so far. I expressed doubts." The marshal looked at the city wall and said calmly. The bellows seemed to have expected the other party to react, so he said with certainty: "Marrior, do you want to witness it with your own eyes?"

"If your army really has this ability, then I want to see it. Everyone is a soldier and should know what the soldiers think. At the same time, although I am a little older, my curiosity is not old yet. If it is not troublesome, please give me a demonstration of how to do it?" Pixar nodded, and the bellows also nodded and turned to the eagle man and said, "Tell the people on the city wall to release more than twenty arrows, ten meters from ten meters to the left and right." The eagle man nodded and saluted, turned around and retreated for about ten steps, flapping his wings and flew up and landed on the wall of Kantan City.

It was too far away to see how the eagle man did it, but soon a sharp roar sounded above the city wall, which made people's eardrums hurt. The old marshal looked up at the air and followed the trajectory of the arrows through his voice. As his vision gradually moved down, a low impact sound rang on the ground. On the left and right sides of the bellows, there were a row of feather arrows standing obliquely, ten on each side of the left and right.

The old marshal nodded without changing his face, looked at the bellows and said, "Sure enough, what you said is right, but the place where you stand and the land that extends outward for 200 miles are all the inherent territory of the Kotler Empire. I am the marshal of the empire, and there is no reason to retreat. In addition, since it is negotiation, peace is a prerequisite, and you will also restrain the troops. Just like what you did before, the Orc Empire focuses on glory, and I believe that credit is also part of glory."

Pixar's words were less calm and more majestic, which made people feel a sense of imposing momentum, but the bellows said unmovedly: "Yes, the land I occupied is indeed the territory of the Kotler Empire, but there must be a sentence in your words that needs to be corrected. From then on, one hundred and fifty miles are the territory of the Kott Empire, and the other fifty miles are the area of ​​the orc forest in the orc empire, so those fifty miles cannot be regarded as the territory of your country."

"Just, our inherent territory is not something you touch your upper teeth, but whoever says it is?" The assistant next to Pixar stared at the bellows with contempt and anger and shouted loudly. The old marshal waved his hand and looked at the bellows and said, "What do you want to say?"

The bellow ignored the human general who yelled at him, but took a rolled map from the werewolf behind him and said to Pixar: "After the War of Resistance Against the Demons, the orcs got this forest on which they depended for survival. For hundreds of years, your country has been secretly occupying the territory of the Orc Empire under the name of cutting down. The empire had hoped that your country would be able to restrain itself, but it was obvious that it had exceeded our country's bottom line, so this is the reason for sending troops this time."

Pixar did not succeed and handed over the map from the bellows, shook his head and said, "The border between the Orc Empire and the Kotler Empire is the edge of the Orc Forest, which is an undeniable fact."

After hearing this, the bellows smiled and said, "If the marshal says this, can the forest fifty miles behind the Guijun be recognized as the inherent territory of the Orc Empire?"

"Of course not, you are making a point!" Listening to the bellows, the general couldn't help but yelled out again. This time, the marshal did not stop him. Instead, he stared at the tauren with interest to see how he answered. However, the bellows still did not look at the general, but just held the map and said: "The Orc Empire does not want to cause unnecessary disputes, so our country has made a small change in the map. For those fifty miles, the Orc Empire will not be asking for it, and it doesn't matter if it gives it to your country. But if humans take the opportunity to invade the territory of our Orc Empire, they will be punished even if they are far away!"

"Even if it is far away, it will be punished?" The old marshal smiled coldly and said, "Do you have this ability?"

"Aren't you already here?" Pixar asked with his finger down at the land bellows stained with blood. He was stunned. He did not expect that the tauren in front of him reacted so quickly and responded so sharply. He flashed a surprise on his face and returned to calm. He gently stroked his cane. Pixar's face began to become serious. "Since that's the case, what do you want to talk about now? This is within the territory of the Kotler Empire."

"Retreat!"

The bellows looked at Pixar with a calm face and repeated without any haste, "The negotiations on our withdrawal."

"There is nothing to negotiate. If you don't withdraw your troops, we will naturally fight until you can't even withdraw your troops." Pixar looked at the tauren in front of him with a sneer, as if he heard a very cold joke. The bellows still responded unmoved: "The Marshal is talking about the facts. You have 200,000 troops. If you insist on attacking, we will definitely fail. But if we fight to the death, I'm afraid your 200,000 troops will also win miserably. It is unknown how many troops can go back. We don't want your country to lose such an elite force, but it does not mean that others will not think about it. I believe the Marshal also understands what I said. As far as I know, the relationship between your country and the Binis Empire is not stable now."

"Are you threatening me? The Binness Empire, huh, it's just some ants. If you don't have enough reasons, please come back and prepare for the final battle."

The bellows' face was still calm, which surprised Pixar. The psychological quality of the tauren in front of him was really beyond his expectations. Now even the old marshal had to admit that the tauren, nicknamed the bellows, was really a talent. At this time, the old marshal suddenly remembered what the tauren said at the beginning: I am not qualified to be your opponent.

In the Marshal's opinion, this tauren already has the certain strength to become his opponent, and this calmness is enough.

The bellows frowned slightly, and after putting down the map in his hand, he said, "What kind of reason does the marshal want?" Marshal Pixar raised his brow and said, "The price!"

The Taurus nodded, waved his hand and took out a thick booklet from his chest. After taking it, the bellows said, "Marson, if you insist on starting a war after reading these, we can only accompany you to the end, but your losses will increase."

Pixar took the booklet handed over by the bellows in confusion, turned on the first page, and found rows of numbers marked on it, followed by a personal name. The marshal was stunned and turned to the last page. The last number changed his face. He raised his head and asked in disbelief: "What is this?"

At this time, a trace of solemnity appeared on the bellows' face and he said slowly: "Marson Marshal, this list is called the prisoner of war in my empire. The names of the empire are recorded on it. If you want to start a war, then the result can be imagined. Our air force has arrived at the place where the prisoners of war are detained at dawn. Whether to put them or stay them is all in your thoughts."

After hearing the bellows' words, Pixar sneered and said, "Are you threatening me?"

"It should be considered. If you start a war, then whether you report it or not, the emperor of your country, His Majesty Phil Kotler, will know that because of your insistence on starting a war, no matter what the winner or not, the people on this list will be borne by you. The marshal has experienced many battles and loves soldiers as much as his son. The reason why these people were captured by our army is because these people are also the elite troops of your country. Now the news of the invasion of the demons has spread on the mainland. Whether it is territory or these elite troops, the Orc Empire has made great concessions, and my empire just wants to help your country."
Chapter completed!